Hello beloved readers...I'm sorry, there's no real update this week. It was my intent to give you a normal post this week, but I'm honestly not sure I could do it.It takes a lot out of me to write these posts about my past. And I think I just exhausted a full week of emotional exhaustion on the phone call I had with my sister yesterday. So the post is not just late this week, there is no regular post this week...just this one.I called my sister on Sunday morning. I had this great idea to write a short story in the form of a food diary, based off of her experiences with anorexia, but also delving into the issues that in it's way led to the illness. So I called her to ask her some basic technical questions on the topic. The illness happened some four or five years ago...so emotionally she was fine with that conversation.However, as time went on, we started talking about some more of our lovely family issues. By the end of the conversation my sister was feeling pretty upset.I'm a very empathic person, and the link I had built with my sister over that hour-long phone call was pretty strong, and regardless of her being on the other side of the country, I could still feel it after I hung up. But I wasn't just feeling her pain, I was feeling my own in a very strong manner. I can't really go into it. I still haven't found a word strong enough to express how I felt.To make a long story short, I can't go into my past this week. Not without being hit by a pretty heavy bout of depression. I need to just settle down and get out of my own headspace for a little while. I need to meditate, commune with the goddess, or just veg on TV, because my own headspace is a pretty dark place at the moment.

If you can spare it, please send a little healing energy my way.Thank you for understanding,Tasho